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Rachel's Daily Diary
4 27 pm pst [ family teeth ] I drew the illustrations in yesterday's entry on my computer. I am still getting the hang of drawing digitally. Today I had a small miracle. I ran out of pads last night, so I knew I was going to have to go buy some as soon as I woke up. I really didn't want to. I searched about my room looking for some, but I knew it was futile. |
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So I dragged myself out of my flannel nightgown, and threw on a shirt. I realized that my outfit was ridiculously unmatched, and that Matthew would laugh at it if he was here. I really wanted to shower. I wanted to eat breakfast. I didn't want to have to leave the house right away. But I had no choice. I walked to the front door and was debating whether to walk or drive to the store, when... voila! My brand of pads had sent a free sample in the mail. What were the chances? * * * I stayed up late -- and I mean late. I don't even know why. I just got swept up in working on my family tree. I have to find a place to cheaply print my trees on an oversized black and white plotter. Yet another chore for myself... Yet another item to my endless to do list... |
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My dad said he was going to a friend's house. He said he would be back home. I got in a cleaning mood at some time around four am. There are three things that I have really wanted to retrieve from the various boxes of crap from my apartment. I wanted to recover my digital video (dv) tapes with all the movies I made in my last year at school. I wanted to find a cookbook I have been making for my brother for when he finally lives on his own. I wanted to find the rest of my genealogical materials so that I could have them all in one place. I found two of my desired items -- my tapes and the cookbook. Many of my family tree materials are still at large. But I also found my retainer. I stopped cleaning at six am. I was tired, but I still didn't want to go to bed. I read until seven. My father still wasn't home. |
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Finding my retainer was rather fortuitous, as I had called the orthodontist yesterday. They said I needed another set of x-rays. I'm not sure I want to bother with paying for that... I haven't been to the orthodontist in three and a half years. My treatment began in sixth grade and I had braces twice. I never wore my retainer. Every time I went to the orthodontist, he said, "I can see you are wearing your retainer." The receptionist I talked to yesterday asked me how long it has been since I wore it. I said probably five years. She said my teeth would move. I didn't bother to argue. If they haven't moved by now, i don't think they will. My dad said at dinner the other night that he though my wisdom tooth is the first in the family. Funny the things I know about my family history... |
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two years ago today: " When I had a lump in my breast I didn't tell anyone; I just went to the doctor and took care of it." * * * one year ago today: "Cindy (my roommate) is being really rude to me, and I am not willing to be peacemaker, so I am avoiding her to avoid a fight." * * * one month ago today: "It all began with the picture on the left. Rebe and I were each trying to convince Matthew that the other one of us looked more like my dad.... After that, things just got sillier..."* * * < yesterday |
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